₦airaland Forum

lopjohnny:
Mine was, I was so broke to an extent that I could not afford #50 for my transport to school (I stayed off campus), and the distance from off campus to the main campus of my school (Unilorin) is like Niger to Oyo. I had to relocate to school for two days reading, it was exam period. How I fed for those two days is still a mystery to me.

Share yours.

BruncleZuma:
I was, until I started using my skills to generate money...

DCmonster:
I was never broke when I was in college in naija.
But I got so broke in my final year due to a bad relationship that I had to wait until midnight to steal bag of water on two different occasions from a 24hrs shop on campus.
I hope the seller forgives me even though he might never know.

Generalwoodz:
skills like? Making meme?

Edibles20:
Lol. I was dead broke.
I remember waking up deep in the night to eat leftover foods from my hostel mates. Anything I see on their plates, I’ll just pack it and eat. Sometimes, will open the pots and pick the ones left by the side of the pots.
My roommates and I were not close. They were levels ahead of me. Different departments. Some were squatters. Most were Muslim. It was a northern federal university.

I could survive on 2,000 for the entire month. There was this burger sold in front on the hostel ar night. It was basically bread and stuffed with veggies. I’d gather all my strength and wait till night. I’ll buy one for like 80 then get water. Most times I went hungry. This was 2005. Suleiman Hostel, room A3 35.

I am really thankful for life. Life has been really fair to me since I got out of school. I have no single complaints

slawormiir:
Damnnn niggar

Didn't experience hardship sha to be sincere

Edibles20:
Lol. I was dead broke.
I remember waking up deep in the night to eat leftover foods from my hostel mates. Anything I see on their plates, I’ll just pack it and eat. Sometimes, will open the pots and pick the ones left by the side of the pots.
My roommates and I were not close. They were levels ahead of me. Different departments. Some were squatters. Most were Muslim. It was a northern federal university.

I could survive on 2,000 for the entire month. There was this burger sold in front on the hostel ar night. It was basically bread and stuffed with veggies. I’d gather all my strength and wait till night. I’ll buy one for like 80 then get water. Most times I went hungry. This was 2005. Suleiman Hostel, room A3 35.

I am really thankful for life. Life has been really fair to me since I got out of school. I have no single complaints

illicit:
Better by far

I did Tanke sir severally....

mactoni91:
Na so i leave Lagos go school for Uniport oh

School life would never erase from my memory...

I suffered sha!

I remembered trekking one Friday from Choba to Rumagholu all cause i had no money.

I starved from that Friday till Sunday Night and became so weak. I searched every pockets of trouser and shirts i had to see if I'll mistakenly see even 20 Naira but found nothing.

I only found some seeds of groundnuts and Bitter cola which i had for dinner.

Next morning, my neighbour a Family, brought me food...(how they knew i was dying gradually, still a mystery to me till date ) They kept knocking my door atleast once everyday to bring me food.

Me wey by default i no dey eat strangers food.

They took me as family and gave me errands i made money from.

Infact, the man made me his PA and entrusted his ATM cards in my care.

Whenever he travels, he calls me to help him check up on his family from time and whenever they need anything, he authorises me to withdraw and send money to them.

Long story short, i still call this family till date and felt bad when i discovered he lost his Job.

First time i sent something to them because i still had their account numbers saved in my notebook, the woman cried on phone and thanked me with her husband.

Till date, I still Assist them in every little way i can.

They were part of my story

mactoni91:
Na so i leave Lagos go school for Uniport oh

School life would never erase from my memory...

I suffered sha!

I remembered trekking one Friday from Choba to Rumagholu all cause i had no money.

I starved from that Friday till Sunday Night and became so weak. I searched every pockets of trouser and shirts i had to see if I'll mistakenly see even 20 Naira but found nothing.

I only found some seeds of groundnuts and Bitter cola which i had for dinner.

Next morning, my neighbour a Family, brought me food...(how they knew i was dying gradually, still a mystery to me till date ) They kept knocking my door atleast once everyday to bring me food.

Me wey by default i no dey eat strangers food.

They took me as family and gave me errands i made money from.

Infact, the man made me his PA and entrusted his ATM cards in my care.

Whenever he travels, he calls me to help him check up on his family from time and whenever they need anything, he authorises me to withdraw and send money to them.

Long story short, i still call this family till date and felt bad when i discovered he lost his Job.

First time i sent something to them because i still had their account numbers saved in my notebook, the woman cried on phone and thanked me with her husband.

Till date, I still Assist them in every little way i can.

They were part of my story

michresakidjo:


Op should I say you read through my mind. This is what I'm battling with currently. I have been without food for almost three weeks now. I went to an ATM stand here on my campus to check my account balance... Thinking of manna from heaven (I had done this many tines over) Coz I was terribly hungry and my chest hurts like hell. I solely depends on God, my mum and the little my friends give me but I can't at all time bother them, they too are students like me.

And to My girlfriend, you're a world to me even though I conceal this from you

I went to bed yesterday With empty stomach , exam is fast approaching (time table already out).


I pray this time should be a past of me that will inspire others.

Shalom

Omagi:
My Nigga!